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Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. the afternoon glow is brightening in the
bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of pines is
heard in our kettle. let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful
foolishness of things. - The Book of Tea

Thursday, September 21, 2006

We have to escape, and I will go anywhere - if you just lead the way. Escape to a place where we'll be together.

My entire room is in a mess. But I don't feel like cleaning it up. It matches the confusion going on in my head right now. Grrr. I feel so bleargh tonight. Endorphins! I need you!

I want you to want me. I need you to need me. I'd love for you to love me. I'm begging you to beg me.

I have to prepare my Philosophy paper, prepare for German test, prepare for Econs test. And that's only because I'm not very sure when the other two modules have their tests.

Hello, meet my kids - Disaster and Calamity.

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I'll let you whip me if I misbehave.

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